He said that the vermilion palace walls and green glazed tiles may look gorgeous, but they are all giant beasts that choose people to devour. It devours people's hearts silently in the endless darkness. People screamed in the deep palace, but no one answered, until they were wrapped in thick darkness and turned into a handful of loess or white bones under the loess.
This is true for everyone.
He said, unless you get the right.
Unless you fall into darkness forever.
Really? But there are always some people who are in dark and adversity, and they can live openly and openly just because of a little kindness from others.
That look is really long, I thought.
It spans a hundred years, thousands of mountains and rivers, love and hatred.
Reflecting the bright moon when we first met when we were young.
Then, he reached out to me.